Blackberries, big as baseballs, peanuts as round as your heartPeaches big as watermelons, growin' on that Georgia farmRoses get a sweet corner, shinin' in the morning lightPlant them on a Monday morning, eat them by a Friday nightDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the old time waysDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the good old daysTalkin' about the good old daysNobody got in trouble, nobody got in fightsBurn no drinkin' whiskey now, burn no stayin' out all nightEverybody worked like horses, never stopped to take a restEverybody had religion, everybody did their bestDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the old time waysDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the good old daysEverybody was a laborer, every neighbor was a friendChildren listened to their parents, women listened to their menThere weren't no agitators, stirrin' up the countrysideEverybody knew their places, and everyone was satisfiedDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the old time waysDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the good old daysDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the old time waysDaddy, don't you tell no lies, talkin' about the good old daysOh yeah, talkin' about the good old daysTalkin' about the good old daysTalkin' about the good old daysTalkin' about the good old days